Morgan's gotta be honest, when she was adopted by an...older macro she was more expecting Ms Beakley to be some empty nester who just wanted someone else to be around in the house.
She didn't really expect her to already have an adopted daughter/grandaugther, maybe? Or for that matter, she didn't expect said grandaughter, Webby Vanderquack, to be the single most...enthusiastic, thats the polite term for it, individual Morgan had ever met.
That was...two months ago now she thinks. Living in McDuck Manor has certainly been a bit of an adjustment compared to the orphanage but she thinks she's got it mostly dow-
She sits up in her bed, its...very early in the morning at best but she swears someones wa- "...Webby!"
"Oh! Sorry! I was just...I wanted to make sure you were-"
"Seriously, we've been over this I can't sleep with someone staring at me!"
"I-I know but..." Webby's 100ft tall form comes out of the shadows, leaning up to the window of the dollhouse Morgan's room was in. "What if something happened! I...I mean you could accidentally smother yourself with a pillow in your sleep or-"
"How would I even do that?"
"Well, you would...would...huh. No I guess that is dumb...sorry Morgan I'll let you go back to sleep"
"No, no its fine I'm awake now I guess." Morgan started to get out of bed, sighing "We doing anything today"
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